Eternal Love

~6~

Hoseok’s POV

I was just about ready to walk out from this fan meet. Ever since the race in Gwacheon, I have been receiving all kinds of remarks, all because of the kiss I had given Yoongi! And now that he’s my boyfriend, millions of my fans disapprove of my relationship with him. Just because men shouldn’t be dating one another. Are we still in the 18th century? No! People should just accept the fact that I am in love with someone of the same gender as I am. And I wouldn’t want it any other way.

“Oppa!” A girl chirps as she places her poster on the table. “Date me! Not that ugly man! He’s not the one for you!”

I sets down the pen in my hand, rubbing my temples. “And what makes you think you are?”

She pouts. “Because I love you.”

“Then what’s my favorite color?”

“Green.”

“Food?”

“Anything that isn’t beef bulgogi. You hate because in your early years as a racer you had to live off it.”

“My real name?”

She freezes. “You never told us.”

With a sad smile, I return her, now signed, poster. “When you learn my real name, we can talk. But until then, just be happy with the fact that I’m happy and doing great with my boyfriend.”

“Okay, oppa.” Her tone was laced with disappointment, but with a wink, she seemed to forget her sadness. Smiling as she pokes my dimples and walked off the platform. My fans may get into my personal business but they’re still my fans and I love them. I am their hope, after all. And they pay to see me, so might as well give them their money’s worth, and maybe some extra for their traveling troubles.

The meet went pretty slow. It would have been better if Yoongi were sitting next to me. But he’s in Gwacheon with Jin. And the only way I’d be able to see him is if we video chat. I miss him so much.

I said farewell to my fans giving them a small taste of my cuter side before getting in my car and drive home. Ever since the race, I've installed an alarm system into my car. It was a race track then. In the streets of Seoul it is near impossible to do donuts so you can jump out into the busy streets. Thank you very much, but I am too young to die.

I enter my house. It was pretty big. Too big for only one guy. A guy like me. How I wish Yoongi were here to keep me company in this lonely mansion. With a sigh, I set my keys down, kicking off my shoes. “I’m home.” My voice echoes through the empty hallways. Looking down, I notice an extra set of shoes.

Choosing to ignore it as I head upstairs. Maybe I’ll feel better after I take a cold shower.

Third Person POV

Hoseok pushes open his bedroom door, jumping as he walks into someone sitting on his bed. And it wasn’t just anyone. It was his boyfriend, Min Yoongi.

“Happy birthday, hobi!” Yoongi was sitting on his thighs, smiling that gummy smile that never failed to make Hoseok’s heart jump.

“My birthday…?” He pulls out his phone, checking the date. It was February 18th. His birthday. “You came all the way here for my birthday?”

“Yes. I couldn’t give you your present without you there. So, since you couldn’t come to Gwacheon, I came to Seoul.”

“You’re a doll. I love you so much.” He places a kiss on his head. He had finally noticed that Yoongi was wearing one of his robes.